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Chapter 163 The Twists and Turns in the Screaming Shack

Ron was ecstatic when he grabbed Scabbers again as everyone avoided the Whomping Willow attack and made the path into the Shrieking Shack.

Draco yelled.

"Who's there?"

The wooden door shook slightly and was artificially closed.

A figure stood unsteadily behind the wooden door. After the wooden door closed, his eyes kept staring at several people.

A charming but dangerous smile hangs on his face, giving him a bit of a good temperament.

Looking at the man, Draco frowned.

He felt that the man in front of him was very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere, but he couldn't remember where he had seen this man before.

until……

"Sirius Black, you have appeared again."

Harry looked at the man he had been thinking about day and night in a complicated way.

Silently raised the magic wand in his hand.

Blake just stood there, just smiling and watching them.

Draco looked at the slightly weird situation in front of him, and put down his wand.

Even in Slytherin, he had heard that there seemed to be some secret relationship between Sirius Black and Harry.

When he broke into Harry's bedroom that day, the first thing he did was not to kill Harry, but to search for something in Harry's bedroom.

What his thoughts are, no one can know.

Maybe Professor Dumbledore and Professor Lupine can guess something, but they are not sure.

That's just suspicion.

The venue was handed over to Harry and Sirius Black.

"Harry, long time no see."

He smiled happily and used both hands and feet.

Just matching his current clothes and face, he looks like someone who just ran out of a mental hospital, crazy.

Been in Azkaban for almost 12 years, put up with the coldness of the dementors and that negativity.

No matter how sunny it is, it will inevitably become like this.

Some people have gone mad in Azkaban.

Compared to the day-to-day torture, they wanted a quick death.

"Sirius Black."

Harry murmured, looking at him with indescribably complicated eyes.

"What happened back then?"

"Are you betraying my parents?"

He had always wanted to find a chance to ask Black.

But Blake hid it so well, how could he possibly find him?
Harry, who originally thought he had left Hogwarts, couldn't hide the joy and excitement when he saw Sirius Black again.

"You seem very happy, Harry."

"Answer me!!! Blake."

Harry's complicated eyes gradually became dangerous.

If it was really Sirius Black who betrayed his parents.

So today, no one can protect Sirius, as Harry said.

It doesn't matter who comes.

At this moment, the wooden door was pushed open violently.

Professor Lupine rushed in anxiously, the expression on his face was very hasty.

"professor."

Seeing him, Hermione called out.

"Except your weapons."

That cry woke him up, he glanced left and right, and then cast the Disarming Charm on Harry without hesitation.

Reaching out, he took Harry's wand.

Immediately afterwards, when everyone was still immersed in the shock of why he shot Harry.

Lupine pressed his wand to Sirius' neck.

"Long time no see, you've become a lot crazy, Blake."

"That's not as good as the madness that lies beneath your calm surface, Remus."

Sirius Black spread his hands and grinned.

Even with the wand resting on his neck like this, he was still fearless.

"It seems that you are really not afraid."

"What do you say?"

The two looked at each other, were silent for a few seconds, and suddenly smiled at each other.

Speechless, Professor Lupine released the wand from Sirius Black's neck, and handed Harry's wand to him.

Sirius Black, who got the wand, immediately looked at Ron...Peter Pettigrew in his arms.

At this time, Peter Pettigrew was terrified. The whole person... the mouse trembled as if he was dead and dared not move.

Black smiled ferociously, and the pleasure of getting revenge entered his heart.

"I've found him, Remus, I've found him."

"I know, but before you do it, you have to explain to Harry that he doesn't know anything yet."

"No, I'm going to kill him first, I waited for 12 years, in Azkaban."

Sirius Black was so excited that he waved his wand casually.

"Do you know how I have lived these 12 years?"

"Twelve years, twelve years, in damned Azkaban."

Lupine pursed his lips and looked at Black's excited and crazy look, but he didn't know what to say to comfort him.

Harry gradually understood in his heart that the truth of that incident was gradually unfolding in front of him.

"No, you can't kill him. If you want to kill him, you have to step over our body first."

When Harry was lost in thought, Hermione rushed up and stopped in front of him.

He raised his head and could still see the figure of the girl in front of him.

"It's a good thing we still trust you so much, we didn't expect that you and Black are actually in the same group."

Hermione yelled excitedly.

She wanted to say something, but Harry held her hand back.

She looked back and froze for a moment when she saw the very calm Harry.

Harry stepped forward, looking into Sirius' eyes.

"I want to know the truth."

Sirius Black smiled, and before he could speak, Lupine spoke first.

"Remember the weird thing you told me the other day?"

"what?"

Suddenly a guess arose in Harry's mind.

What happened that day was precisely because he saw a strange name appearing in his bedroom on the Marauder's Map.

"Peter Pettigrew, you said that you saw Peter Pettigrew's name on that map. I already had some guesses, but your news proves that my guess is correct."

"What a guess."

"It wasn't Blake who betrayed your parents 12 years ago, it was Peter Pettigrew."

"So where's Peter Pettigrew?"

Harry squinted his eyes, he already had the answer in his heart.

Silently turned around to look at Ron, and Professor Lupine's voice also came at this moment.

"Peter Pettigrew is the mouse."

With all eyes on him, Ron felt very uncomfortable.

"Peter Pettigrew, I've been looking for you for a long time."

Sirius laughed ferociously, and there was some sadness in the laughter.

"This... how is this possible?"

Ron couldn't believe it.

"Why is that impossible? Think carefully about whether that damn mouse has been in your house for 12 years."

Ron nodded subconsciously.

"Then think about it carefully, what kind of mouse can live for 12 years and still be alive and kicking."

When Black's words fell, Ron's face changed, and he looked down at the mouse in his arms in horror.

Peter Pettigrew knew that his identity had been exposed, and he was ready to escape immediately.

(End of this chapter)